Time is advancing to June. In mid-June, Mo ShaoQing's stomach is a little bit unconcealable, but his whole body has become rounded, so there is nothing to tell.
On June 14, Mo ShaoQing followed Ling SenHao on the Claire Group's private jet to S City.
The two again went to the presidential suite of Ling SenHao's permanent hotel.
After Mo ShaoQing became pregnant, Ling SenHao asked the designer to design some loose-fitting suits specifically for him, which could temporarily cover his belly and make outsiders just look fatter.
At ten o'clock in the morning the next day, the hotel opening ceremony officially began.
Ling SenHao didn't want Mo ShaoQing to suffer the crime, so he let him rest in the room, but he went to the scene early in the morning.
Ribbon-cutting, speeches, on-site lottery draws... After a series of activities, the whole morning passed.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the dinner party officially began. Invited celebrities from all walks of life began to enter.
For ordinary people, this is just a hotel opening, but for the artists in the circle, it is a supreme honor to receive an invitation letter for the opening of the Clare Hotel, so this red carpet can be described as contending with each other, just an opening The style is only comparable to some international film festivals...
Some young netizens dare to be interested in this. The Claire Group has been mysterious for a long time. Whether there are any golden bachelors among the group executives who came this time is the most concerned issue of female netizens.
Whether or not my idol goddess will come this time, what kind of dress he wears, this is the most concerned topic among male netizens.
Because of these celebrity effects, many fans came to the scene, which can be regarded as a disguised promotion for the hotel.
In short, thanks to the propaganda of these stars, the opening of the Clare Hotel is well known to everyone.
Mo ShaoQing got in the car arranged by Ling SenHao. It was an extended Lincoln that he didn't usually use. The space in the car was more spacious and comfortable. There were fruit drinks and snacks, which were specially arranged by Ling SenHao for fear of him being hungry.
The Yin Group did not succeed in this cooperation. Father Yin was sighing in his heart. At this dinner, he sent his eldest son Yin Wanming to see if there was any chance to meet other hotel chains.
Father Yin thought: There are many big hotel groups in the world, and there is no shortage of Claire. He just wants to use the opening ceremony of the Claire Hotel to make friends with partners, disgusting and disgusting the Claire Group seniors.
But he was afraid that the elder son would not be useful, so he sent the younger son who was more capable.
on the road
The traffic in City S is the same as the imperial capital. At this moment, it is almost the dinner time. Yin Wanjun asked the driver impatiently: "Uncle Yin, can you hurry up?"
"Sorry, sir, this point is the rush hour, and the traffic is so congested!"
Yin Wanjun knocked his knee impatiently and looked out the window.
Also blocked on the road is Mo ShaoQing. Although there are a lot of snacks to entertain, the depressed feeling in the car still makes him uncomfortable.
The driver opened the window intimately, and Mo ShaoQing looked at the front of the car slightly, only to see the endless rows of cars.
Sure enough, it is fairest only when the traffic is jammed. Whether you are a Maybach, a Lincoln or a small golden cup, you will be stuck in the road.
Yin Wanjun glanced out the window accidentally, but his eyes widened in the next instant.
In the separated car array, a young man poked his head slightly and looked at the car in front, showing a frustrated and annoying expression, making people want to hold the whole world in front of him.
The familiar eyebrows, the hair that was slightly blown away in the evening breeze, even the posture of supporting the head...
He he is...
Yin Wanjun couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and quickly called the driver, he should be closer, he should not be wrong!
"Uncle Yin, hurry up and drive the car forward a bit."
"No way, sir, it's very congested now! Master explained that safety is the most important." The driver explained helplessly.
"I'll let you drive forward! Whose driver are you anyway!" Yin Wanjun was furious.
"Yes, yes." The driver was frightened by Yin Wanjun's appearance, and quickly drove the car forward, getting closer to the car in front.
A Qing... is it A Qing?
But before the words were spoken, the car array moved slowly. Yin Wanjun wanted to stick out of his body, but was stopped by the Secretary. "Mister is going to drive, close the window first!"
Yin Wanjun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly pulled himself away from the memory, and poked his head back in the surprised eyes of Wife's daughter.
The man just now, no no, a young man, he is definitely not A Qing, but why...why does he look so much like him?
Yin Wanjun suppressed the stormy waves in his heart and tried to maintain his surface calmness, but his shaking hands revealed his anxiety.
Chen Huixin looked at his hands and asked, "What happened to you today?" Why is she so gaffe? This is something she dared not ask.
"It's okay." Yin Wanjun didn't look at Wife's eyes, he said to himself: He wants to be distracted, he wants to be calm, he wants to be calm.
Yin Wanjun glanced at his daughter who played with mobile phones by himself. He had never cared about it because of his temperament, but he spoke for some reason today: "Yin Yiyi, stop playing with mobile phones, hurt your eyes. I went to the banquet later..."
"I know, you've said it a hundred or eighty times..." Yin Yi mumbled impatiently.
Yin Wanjun raised his voice: "Yin Yiyi, what are you talking about?"
"It's nothing!" Yin Yi made a face secretly.
"Please pay attention today. Those who came to the banquet were all senior executives of domestic and foreign companies, and they might be the future partners of the Yin family. Speak well, be polite, don't lose the Yin family's face, and don't always chase those stars. Artist, can you eat it as a meal?"
Chen Huixin was surprised that Husband suddenly cared about her daughter so happily, she came out to finish off the game: "Okay, Yiyi has grown up and understands everything, so don't nag!"
Yin Wanjun snorted coldly: "Stand without standing or sitting or sitting, there is no girl's rules at all!"
Yin Yi replied with a hippy smile: "Hehe, I know, Daddy!" She knew that Daddy was always serious, but she never ignored her, didn't beat her or scolded her, so she was not afraid of this serious man at all.
Looking at the daughter in front of him, Yin Wanjun felt ten million dissatisfied. He glanced at Wife and didn't say anything. Just get used to it, anyway...
He remembered the young man he had just seen, whether or not he would find that young man.
If that young man... if... is really A Qing's child, does that mean that he can find them?
God, I have been searching for more than 20 years, please let me find them! Yin Wanjun looked forward to it.
Thinking of this, Yin Wanjun felt an uncontrollable excitement, and even the annoying wife and daughter in front of him was no longer bored, so he didn't say anything at all.
Mo ShaoQing came to the banquet, because there were too many peripheral fans, Ling SenHao was afraid that he would be squeezed in, so he directly let him come through the VIP channel.
Entering the magnificent hall, what you see is a scene of clothes and shadows and coquettishes.
Everyone was busy with their own communication, and no one was in charge of Mo ShaoQing. He was so happy that he simply took some dishes to one side and started eating.
At this moment, Yin Yiyi, who was separated from his parents, was like a bird that had escaped from the cage. He was so excited that he didn't know where to fly!
She was busy for a while, just to get some food, but saw a familiar figure in the corner.
Excitedly screamed: "Ahhhhh! You are...you are Han Yankee!"
Mo ShaoQing was eating, and was suddenly frightened by a scream, and he was still screaming continuously. His head hurt by the harsh sound.
Fortunately, Mo ShaoQing has recently met with a lot of fanatical fans, and his mentality soon calmed down: "May I ask you who?"
"I, I am your fan, my name is Yin Yiyi! Can I take a photo with you, can you give me a hug and give me an autograph!" Yin Yi held the Polaroid and stuffed the camera into one In the hands of the passing waiter.
The girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year, wearing a new spring and summer dress of a luxury brand, should be the daughter of a boss.
With the mentality that the visitors are all guests, Mo ShaoQing agreed to take a photo with her and signed it, and refused her hug without leaving a trace. He has a big belly now. Although he can't see it on the outside, he can definitely feel the hug. Here, let alone the big vinegar jar Ans...
After taking a group photo, Yin Yiyi asked Mo ShaoQing to take a solo photo, and Mo ShaoQing agreed, and then signed his name on the back of the photo.
After all this was done, the people sent by Ling SenHao also found him.
Ling SenHao's bodyguard escorted him to the backstage when Ling SenHao was being interviewed.
After the magazine took a group photo of the two people, the interview ended.
"How is it? Tired?" Ling SenHao asked with concern.
Mo ShaoQing: "Fortunately, I am not as weak as this!"
Ling SenHao: "Yes, yes, how many clients will accompany me to meet?"
Mo ShaoQing: "En."
Professional photographers from the Claire Group and some other reporters followed the two of them.
After the banquet, Mo ShaoQing was too tired and fell asleep in the car. In the end, Ling SenHao picked him up.
The next day, the headlines of major newspapers and websites turned into news that the Clare Hotel successfully settled in S City, and the following subsidiary news was also the performance of so-and-so artist at the hotel party.
What makes netizens fall the most is that the president behind the Claire Group is so young, the key is to be super handsome!
The figure of the golden ratio and the unique delicate face of the mixed race, every photo can be in the magazine, okay! ! !
Another important point is that the mature and handsome chairman did not bring any female companions around, but only brought the very popular artist Mo ShaoQing to receive guests with him.
What is going on here?
At this time, some netizens found out that Xingyang Entertainment is still a subsidiary of Claire Group, which means that this handsome president is also the boss of artist Mo ShaoQing.
When Mo ShaoQing fell asleep, Ling SenHao closed the door gently.
"How about, have the photos been released?"
A man in the darkness replied: "It's all released... But if there are too many people who misunderstand, will Mr. Mo's reputation be damaged?"
"No, netizens won't take it seriously, at most...well, I have my own measure of this matter, you can always follow the Internet and report to me, go down!"
"Yes!" The man bowed and went downstairs.
Ling SenHao looked at the direction where the man was leaving, showing a thoughtful motion: Before he and ShaoQing announced their relationship, how could he have to get some shots...
On the way back, Yin Wanjun closed his eyes and rested in the car.
Undoubtedly, the things that Elder Yin handed over to Yin Wanming were not completed, so he became furious. After a few hours in the old house, he said that his family of three was also sitting in a row.
And myself, the young man was in my mind all night, absent-minded... things naturally didn't happen.
If he can find that young man, can he follow the vine to find A Qing?
However, there is a vast sea of people, and there is more than one person who looks similar. If that young man is not A Qing's child, wouldn't he be happy again!
And who is that young man's last name?
A series of questions hit him, he was a bit top-heavy, now he is even more dizzy.
Chen Huixin thought that Yin Wanjun was blamed by the old man, and was in a bad mood, so she didn't dare to go up and touch him. When he got home, he quickly took his daughter upstairs.
Yin Wanjun smoked a few cigarettes in the car and went directly to the study on the third floor, which was where he liked to stay alone.
But when he passed the small living room upstairs, he couldn't help but stop.
"Yiyi, you haven't slept yet?"
"Ah, I, I, I..." Yin Yi panicked and put away the autographed photos she got today. She didn't expect Daddy to go to the second floor to rest, but came directly to the third floor. She is planning to post today's harvest online to show off to her friends.
Yin Wanjun strode forward and scolded: "What are you doing? How many times have I told you, less chasing male celebrities, learn more etiquette and social networking, always see if these are missing, it is a Miss Yin family should do Is it?"
But the next moment, he opened his eyes wide and grabbed the photo in Yin Yi's hand, "What is this?"
Yin Yi said with a bitter face: "Daddy, please return me the photo of my idol. I just like him. I promise to study hard and make progress every day..."
"Like him? No--" Yin Wanjun objected immediately. How could he make Chen Huixin's daughter like this boy who is suspected of being A Qing's son? Even if it's not, it won't work.
"Why? I have just such a separate photo of him, I promise, I swear, I won't chase stars in the future, you can give it back to me..." Yin Yi pleaded.
Yin Wanjun could not hear anything now. He carefully looked at the person in the picture and rubbed his smiling face.
Then I turned over the photo, and it said three characters "Mo-Shao-Qing" vigorously.
Good word, good word! It was indeed a good name, as he deserved to be A Qing's child, Yin Wanjun showed a gratified smile.
It's just why this child's surname is Mo. This discovery made Yin Wanjun feel cold. For so many years... it is hard to guarantee whether A Qing has found another man...
Thinking of this, Yin Wanjun had no time to take care of Yin Yiyi's affairs, and immediately went downstairs and decided to find a private detective to investigate the matter.
"Daddy, Pa—I promise not to chase stars—" Yin Yiyi shouted and yelled upstairs, but Yin Wanjun left, leaving her only a back.
Yin Yi fell down on the sofa in frustration, then cheered up and took out a photo hidden under the computer.
Secretly compared to a yes! Fortunately, she just hid a group photo of two people while Daddy was not paying attention. It was unfortunate that all of them were taken by Daddy!
However, isn't Daddy looking for someone to settle accounts with a male god? ? ? That would be bad!
"Yi Yi, what are you making at night?" Chen Huixin went up from the second floor to the third floor in a silk nightdress with a mask on.
"Mom, it's okay, it's okay, Daddy may have gone to my male god to settle accounts!" Yin Yiyi finally found a straw.
"Oh, slow down, my mask is about to fall" Chen Huixin was dissatisfied with her daughter's bluffing.
Then she asked: "Who did you just ask to settle the account?" She still couldn't turn around, "Male god? Zhan Sikou?"
"No, no, it's not him, it's Mo ShaoQing, what should I do, mom——" Yin Yi shook Chen Huixin's arm, "Please beg Daddy to let him go!"
"Alright, alright, what a big deal, you Daddy won't care about this, don't worry!" Chen Huixin patted her daughter's arm.
"No, Daddy has gone out!"
"What? Out? Is it so late?" Chen Huixin suspiciously took the photo that Yin Yiyi handed over.
How could it be him? Chen Huixin moved the photo closer, looked at it more carefully, and couldn't control the shocked expression, and the mask on her face slipped off.
Why does this man and Yun Qing that bitch look so alike?
Is he the son of this bitch...
After reading it again and again, Chen Huixin finally understood, where Yin Wanjun was going to be accounted for. This was obviously because he found his biological son and couldn't wait to admit his relatives.
Unexpectedly, for so many years, the father and son still lingered-well, very well, they were able to drive them away back then, and now they are the same.
Yin Wanjun, I won't let you succeed!
"Yin Yiyi, I warn you, don't show up anything about this man at home in the future, otherwise...otherwise I will freeze all your credit cards! Did you hear that?"
Yin Yiyi was taken aback by the hideous expression on her mother's face. She didn't know why her parents were so reluctant to see her male gods, but she knew that male gods could be exchanged, but she could freeze credit cards. Her mother did what she said.
So she replied in a consensual way: "I see, mother."
"Okay, go to bed, baby! Ask Mom Zhang to cook you something delicious tomorrow." Chen Huixin quickly regained her image as a loving mother, as if nothing had happened just now.
Recently, Mo ShaoQing is really in the limelight. First, the online drama "The Emperor, You Are So Funny!" "Break through the ratings, advertisers and investors Mo ShaoQing earn a lot of money.
This is not the case, the web drama is on the air, and because he followed the "boss" to entertain customers all the way, he made headlines on Weibo, causing a heated discussion among netizens.
On June 25, Mo ShaoQing returned to school to get his diploma.
As he expected, his arrival did cause a lot of sensation. After all, most of the students in the performance department of this school have not made their debut yet, but Mo ShaoQing, a music school, has become popular early.
And now the limelight is still daring to go back to school alone, only Mo ShaoQing.
However, the students are still quite qualified. Even if they like Mo ShaoQing, they do not swarm up. And watching while walking, this makes Mo ShaoQing invisible a lot less pressure.
But when he met real friends, he had to stop and talk to them.
Without exception, people who met him said he was fat.
such as:
"My goodness, ShaoQing, after you became famous, everyone...has been...transformed!" The boss looked at the round face ShaoQing in shock.
"What are you deformed! Just say you are fat!" The second child rolled his eyes.
"But I said buddy, have you been eating better lately?"
Mo ShaoQing laughed and said to the underworld: "It's not like'big head, thick neck, big money or Husband', I'm a cook, and it's normal to eat fat now."
Boss: "Hahaha, that's the reason, but ShaoQing, don't you celebrities rely on their faces to eat? What should you pay attention to...?"
"Body management!" The second child added.
"Right, right, body management!" The boss clapped his hands, as if he had come up with this new word, and said pretentiously: "What if you are too fat and rejected by fans?"
Mo ShaoQing pretended to be distressed: "Yes, it's not too stressful, I just eat too much. I should lose weight well!"
"That's right, don't reunite with classmates in twenty years, you are stronger than me, hahahaha!"
After a lot of people talking and laughing, the next step is to take graduation photos. Because it is not easy to do large movements, so I throw hats, jump up, throw clothes, etc., Mo ShaoQing did not do it.
He touched the little guy in his stomach and thought, there is no one taking graduation photos for children. Maybe he can still point to the photos when he grows up in the future and say, this is Daddy, and the stomach is you!
After the graduation ceremony, Mo ShaoQing wandered around the campus alone. After all, there will be few opportunities to come here in the future. He wants to catch the tail of his youth.
Because he didn't want others to think he would be superior after he became popular, he didn't bring the bodyguard sent to him by Ling SenHao.
So after being stopped by someone, Mo ShaoQing regretted it.
"Mr. Mo, please come with us. Our husband wants to see you!" A brawny man in a black suit and black sunglasses directly stopped in front of Mo ShaoQing.
Mo ShaoQing carefully recalled that he didn't seem to offend anyone recently!
Now that I have a big belly, I can't run, and it's impossible to do it hard. It's better to take one step and count as one step. There will be no kidnapping in broad daylight!
So Mo ShaoQing learned from Ling SenHao's momentum, and plucked up the courage to glance at him: "Lead the way ahead!"
As if he had expected it, the lack of expression on his face caused the bodyguard to give him a surprised look, and Yiyan led the way.
Mo ShaoQing walked into the room. Inside, there was already a middle-aged man sitting in a formal silver suit. He looked gentle, not like a villain.
"you are?"
Yin Wanjun stood up uncontrollably when he saw the visitor. Even a little excited and speechless, like, really like...
But his life experience...
Then I realized that I introduced myself: "I am Yin Wanjun, the manager of the Yin Group. This is my business card.
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